One of his various books, usually kept either on him or in his room in a chest.
He writes in it often, starting from when he got off the boat and stepped foot into his new life.
Entry 1 - I've long since forgotten the date.
I've just arrived today. I headed straight for the tavern in hopes of getting a bite to eat and hopefully a pleasant atmosphere. Alas, what I encountered was conflict. I hate conflict. A Xitian by the name of Gerald was harrassing the owner and was not leaving when she told him to. He used his power over fire to harrass her, and apparently he once lit her hands ablaze. A Lucin by the name of Nerissa doused him in water, but it did little to calm his raging fires, in fact it seemed to ignite them further.
He lit his sword ablaze and moved threateningly for Nerissa, but no one was truly hurt. I accidentally shot at the apparent fisherman but it was panicked and I missed, thankfully. Not that I did it on purpose, of course. I hope justice is done here, he seems troublesome. He's nearly everything Xitians are made out to be. A monster in the flesh of a man.
Later on that night I, fearing for my life, when to the barkeeper's home, Chathra is her name, and asked her about lodgings. So now I've claimed a room in the inn. It's small but effective, and it'll do for now. Well, time to hit the hay. Until next time.
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Entry 2
I was at the tavern again, and it was significantly less eventful, thankfully. I finally got something to eat. And tea! Oh gods, tea! What a luxury I've not had the pleasure of having for years now! Wonderful, just wonderful. It was just ordinary tea but it was tea none the less.
I had some idle chit chat with some people, and met the blacksmith. A pretty cute Xitian woman by the name of Zaira. She told me the forge is not able to be run yet, but hopefully the trademaster's will get the materials needed soon. She seemed nice. Far better than Gerald. Nothing much else.
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Entry 3
I was at the tavern today, looking over my sketches when Zaira came in. She's filthy today, and seems to have been working quite hard. We spoke about the forge. It's now got materials, but no tools still. She's working feverishly to get them all finished. I offered to assist her, and she said she'd write me a list of stuff I can help with. Finally, something to do.
Entry 4
I got around to doing what she asked me to do. She left met he list at the forge. She needed a bag of nails, twelve horseshoes, and a pair of shears. Pretty simple stuff, all in all.
He writes in it often, starting from when he got off the boat and stepped foot into his new life.
Entry 1 - I've long since forgotten the date.
I've just arrived today. I headed straight for the tavern in hopes of getting a bite to eat and hopefully a pleasant atmosphere. Alas, what I encountered was conflict. I hate conflict. A Xitian by the name of Gerald was harrassing the owner and was not leaving when she told him to. He used his power over fire to harrass her, and apparently he once lit her hands ablaze. A Lucin by the name of Nerissa doused him in water, but it did little to calm his raging fires, in fact it seemed to ignite them further.
He lit his sword ablaze and moved threateningly for Nerissa, but no one was truly hurt. I accidentally shot at the apparent fisherman but it was panicked and I missed, thankfully. Not that I did it on purpose, of course. I hope justice is done here, he seems troublesome. He's nearly everything Xitians are made out to be. A monster in the flesh of a man.
Later on that night I, fearing for my life, when to the barkeeper's home, Chathra is her name, and asked her about lodgings. So now I've claimed a room in the inn. It's small but effective, and it'll do for now. Well, time to hit the hay. Until next time.
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Entry 2
I was at the tavern again, and it was significantly less eventful, thankfully. I finally got something to eat. And tea! Oh gods, tea! What a luxury I've not had the pleasure of having for years now! Wonderful, just wonderful. It was just ordinary tea but it was tea none the less.
I had some idle chit chat with some people, and met the blacksmith. A pretty cute Xitian woman by the name of Zaira. She told me the forge is not able to be run yet, but hopefully the trademaster's will get the materials needed soon. She seemed nice. Far better than Gerald. Nothing much else.
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Entry 3
I was at the tavern today, looking over my sketches when Zaira came in. She's filthy today, and seems to have been working quite hard. We spoke about the forge. It's now got materials, but no tools still. She's working feverishly to get them all finished. I offered to assist her, and she said she'd write me a list of stuff I can help with. Finally, something to do.
Entry 4
I got around to doing what she asked me to do. She left met he list at the forge. She needed a bag of nails, twelve horseshoes, and a pair of shears. Pretty simple stuff, all in all.